Goodbye house and goodbye home;
Goodbye quilt I've always known.
Goodbye, dresser; Goodbye, bed;
Sleep in a twin-size instead.
So long, stuffies; See you, shelf;
Thanks for all you've done to help.
That anchored feeling in my chest
Replaced with burning fright instead.
The road ahead is dim and long,
But I know that there's nothing wrong.
I've still got wisdom, strength, and grace;
There's nothing there that I can't face.
So go, good luck, and adieu;
I'll be there with you sometime soon.